After worrying about so many days, it was not easy to talk about a matter of mind because of Hu Que's relationship. Song Xijiao was very grateful to him and always wanted to repay him well in the future.
The next day, he handed the draft agreement to Hu que, who read it roughly, and his eyes were shining.
He was a businessman, and he signed contracts with others. However, the contents of the contracts were often two or three words, just for verification. More importantly, he relied on mutual trust and restraint.
However, although song Xijiao wrote this book contract, the words were colloquial, but the rules and regulations were neat and clear. Only he could not think of, there was no song Xijiao missing!
Song Xijiao wrote a small volume of books while others only needed a volume of book or one or two pieces of bamboo paper.
"How can there be such a wonderful person like you in this world?" Hu que held the book and sighed.
Song Xijiao was relieved to see that he had no objection.
Hu que was not vague, and immediately sat down on the second floor of the bamboo paper mill to copy. While he was writing, song Xijiao stood beside him, grinding ink for him, holding up a bamboo paper that had been copied for a while, and puffing to make the ink dry faster.
But in half an hour, Hu que had finished copying.
Song Xijiao bound up the three agreements and went to the Yamen with Hu que. She asked shiye to be a notary, and put one of the agreements in shiye's place, one for each person. So far, all the cooperation procedures were completed.
"Jianyu, the wood of the bamboo paper factory is about to run out. We have to start to Huizhou City to get a new batch of wood."
Smell speech, Hu que big eyes: "you want to go with me to Huizhou?"
When song Xijiao saw that he was so surprised, she immediately realized that it was in ancient times that a woman, especially a married woman, could not go out at will, let alone go out with a strange man.
However, the bamboo and wood materials used for making bamboo paper are very strict. If they are not selected well, the bamboo paper will be rough and difficult to write. If she does not go, she will not be able to do so.
After thinking for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "I will go back to discuss with Zhong Chun and ask him to go with him."
Hearing Zhong Chun's words, Hu Que's eyes immediately showed a look of disappointment. Although I didn't expect to travel alone with song Xijiao, I'd rather not go with that tall hunter.
The last time he saw the picture of the two of them embracing each other, he went back to the miserable days and couldn't sleep well and eat hard. Now you want him to look at the sweet love for half a month all the way. Don't you bake him on the oil pan?
"What? You don't want to? " Seeing his face exposed to embarrassment, song Xijiao began to care.
Hu que wryly laughed: "you want to take that hunter with you. On the way, you two loved each other, but I was alone. When I thought of that feeling, I began to feel bad."
Song Xijiao was stunned and thought it was too. If you take Zhong Chun with you, you will look like a light bulb. After staying for a while, she raised her head and said, "I won't take Zhong Chun. I'll take my brother and chestnut with me. How about it?"
"Good! Good! That's great! " As long as you don't take the hunter, he won't shake his head.
Because of the urgency of using the bamboo and wood, song Xijiao didn't want to delay for a moment. In the afternoon, she went to song Yuanhan to discuss with him, and then agreed with Hu Que and set out on the road the next morning.
The carriage was prepared by Hu que, and the knife money was temporarily paid by song Xijiao.
Everything went well until song Xijiao told Zhongchun about it.
"No way!" Zhongchun rejected the proposal, "not to mention the surname Hu, have you ever thought that from Jinzhou to Huizhou, you may encounter rampant bandits all the way from Jinzhou to Huizhou. Your brother can't protect you, and you can't protect chestnuts. How can you go on a long journey if you don't even have one who can do it? "
Song Xijiao was ready to try to persuade Zhong Chun. However, she didn't know a word yet. Instead, she was shaken by what Zhongchun said.
Yes, it's not a time of peace. There are wars in the border areas. There are many refugees scattered outside the city. There are bandits and bandits.
It was at this time last year that she had just saved Mr. Zhu from the bandits with her wit. If you do it again, you may not have the luck to meet such a silly and talkative person.
"If you must go, I must follow."
Song Xijiao thought, so, can only aggrieve Hu que!
So, the next morning, Hu que drove the carriage to the gate of song Xijiao. Because he was going to travel alone with song Xijiao, he couldn't put down his happy mouth.
Bang bang, he knocked on the door and cried, "Xijiao!"
When the gate opened, Hu Que's smile froze on his lips, for on the other side of the door stood Zhong Chun and song Xijiao.
Seeing Hu Que's stiff face, song Xijiao apologized: "I'm sorry. Seeing Yu, I think it's safer to ask Zhongchun to follow him. And my sister-in-law is pregnant, suddenly let my brother go far away, it is also a bit inhumane
"Oh." Hu que mouth drooped, even words are lazy to say, "then go."When going out, the high interest is like a rock falling from the cliff.
The three of them were in the same carriage. The atmosphere was so strange.
Zhong Chun had few words. He sat there like a giant Buddha, his eyes fixed and motionless. Hu que is a rigid face, obviously unhappy lean on the carriage, closed eyes.
Song Xijiao sits beside Zhongchun. At first, she would be excited to lift the curtain to see it. But after a long time of watching, she found that there were some wild grass and green hills on the left and right. After staying for a while, she unconsciously leaned against Zhongchun's shoulder and slept in the past.
Originally, song Xijiao thought that the road would be long and she would have to sleep in the wild. But the coachman was obviously familiar with the terrain and arrived in a inhabited village before dark.
The local conditions and customs of this village are quite different from that of Jinzhou City, which makes it very backward. She didn't know whether she was poor or not. She didn't wear Ru skirt and only wore coarse cloth shorts. His hair was braided and he could not speak clearly.
Song Xijiao couldn't understand a word. She could only stand aside and watch the coachman break with the woman. After a long time of pulling, the coachman finally turned to Hu Que and said, "young master, I just had a talk. It's still the same price. Three rooms, one room, three knives."
Hu que nodded, which was a promise.
Song Xijiao didn't take it seriously at first, but when the coachman and the boy came into a room spontaneously, Hu que immediately closed the door after entering a room, leaving only her and Zhongchun standing at the door of the last room, she suddenly realized that
Does this mean that she will sleep with Zhong Chun tonight?
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